Chapter 857 In-depth communication

Chapter 857 In-depth communication

Chapter 857 In-depth communication
Five hundred years ago, during the Conferred Gods War, Taoist Mosquito secretly watched the situation, waiting for an opportunity to profit from the situation, and observed the entire progress of the war in disguise.

More than once, Taoist Mosquito witnessed with his own eyes that the disciples of the Jiejiao had the opportunity to wipe out the disciples of the Chenjiao who fell into their hands, but they chose to show mercy and ended up suffering as a result.

For example, the Three Goddesses of Thunder cut off the three flowers on the top of the heads and the five energies in the chests of the twelve golden immortals of the orthodox teaching in the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation, which was equivalent to destroying all their cultivation. She could catch them all in one fell swoop with just the release of the Golden Dragon Shears.

That was the moment when Jiejiao was closest to victory. If all the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chenjiao were killed, there would be no point for Chenjiao to continue fighting Jiejiao to avoid the responsibility of being listed. They could only make the list and be deified.

Even though the Three Goddesses of the Sky bore the blood feud of their brothers, they still did not kill them, which shows their tolerance. However, their kindness was not rewarded, and they were brutally beaten to death by the immoral Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun.

Similar examples include Zhao Gongming and Lu Yue, who clearly had the upper hand and had the lives of all the immortals in their hands, but still had a moment of kindness and did not intend to kill.

On the other hand, the immortals of the orthodox sect, from the saints to the disciples, showed no mercy when killing the disciples of the evil sect. After killing them, they would go to their homes to mock them, exposing their ferocious and domineering faces.

The cause of the great calamity of the Conferred Gods was the indiscriminate killing committed by the Golden Immortal of the Orthodox Sect. The killing karma could bring about a calamity sent from heaven, which shows how heavy the murderous intent was and how cruel the killing methods were, reaching the point that was condemned by both humans and gods and could not be tolerated by heaven and earth.

You must know that among the tens of thousands of immortals of the Jiejiao, there are quite a few who are "covered with fur and horns, and born from eggs in moisture". A considerable number of disciples were cannibalistic monsters before they attained enlightenment and became immortals. Even so, the sins of killing committed by the tens of thousands of immortals are still not as great as those of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chenjiao.

The reason why the disciples of Jiejiao are cautious about killing is that they follow the teachings of Master Tongtian and uphold the doctrine of fighting for a glimmer of hope for all living things.

The disciples of the Chan sect do not have such requirements. They all think that they are the boss and they are second only to God, and they have no scruples in acting on behalf of God. If God wants to punish you, you deserve to die, and God is just using them to carry out the punishment.

Massacres, genocide, etc., as long as they are carried out in the name of God, people can naturally feel at ease.

Western religions are indeed falsely merciful, but the price of being forgiven by them is to be a slave and a beast for eternity.

Being a slave means being named the Dharma Protector Mingwang or one of the Three Thousand Jiedis, and when war breaks out they have to rush to the front lines as cannon fodder. Or when some relative is taking a gilded trip in preparation for promotion, they have to follow and serve them day and night.

Being an animal is even more miserable. Normally, they are not allowed to transform back into human form. They are only allowed to show their original form and live in the cowshed and horse stable. When their owner goes out, they must be ridden through the streets as a warning to the public, to demonstrate the majesty of Buddhism.

There is no harm without comparison. In comparison, being exploited by the Jiejiao has the best fate, pays the lowest price, and is most likely to preserve the continuation of the race.

Taoist Mosquito sighed deeply, with a helpless look on his face, as if he had accepted this irresistible fate, and whispered: "If we really march under the cover of the sandstorm, we won't be burned by the sky fire you release?"

"I am the ancestor of businessmen. Everyone knows that I am trustworthy. We can sign an agreement without words."

Seeing that her attitude was softening, Wen Rui quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Old sister, I am helpless and have to use your insect descendants as targets. If I don't pretend to emphasize the necessity of my existence, the Jade Emperor will tear it down as an illegal building."

"We bad guys don't say nice things to each other. You know me as a person who is vindictive and narrow-minded. But the only grudge between you and me is that you drained my Aunt Guiling dry. The Western Sect has a dispute with my Jie Sect over the orthodoxy and a grudge against them for destroying their sects. I hate them far more than I hate you."

Taoist Mosquito nodded, but asked worriedly: "You won't come out to cause trouble at the critical moment of the battle with a group of cheering followers, right?"

"Don't worry, the Jade Emperor is too poor to even raise the appearance fee for the cheerleading team."

Wen Rui sold out important military intelligence from the Heavenly Court without hiding anything: "As long as the sandstorm lasts, I will have an excuse to delay the use of space-based weapons. You can just focus on harvesting Western believers. All you can get will be yours."

"I'm hiding my abilities, you know. If the Jade Emperor knew that the power of my space-based weapons is a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than he imagined, and there is no restriction on its use, he would have to secretly send people to sabotage it." It sounded like Wen Rui was exposing the conflicts and suspicions between him and the Jade Emperor, but Taoist Mosquito also understood the hidden meaning of Wen Rui's words.

As long as that super weapon is hanging in the heaven, the Blood Sea Demon Clan will never have any chance to come forward. After being used by Wen Rui to destroy the Western Religion, even if they seize the glacier water of the Great Snow Mountain in the process to supplement the war resources and breed more demon mosquito armies, they will still be reduced to ashes under the burning of the endless sky fire.

Raising her beautiful eyes, Taoist Mosquito looked intently at the man in front of her, with complex emotions welling up in her heart.

The allusion of "If we have Yu, why have Liang?" did not exist in this era, but her mood at this moment was surprisingly similar to that of Mei Zhoulang in later generations.

If it weren't for this guy in front of her, both the Heavenly Palace and the Western Church would have been razed to the ground by billions of demon mosquito armies long ago. She was already sitting on the throne in the clouds, overlooking the primitive land that was shimmering with scarlet blood.

"Okay, then it's settled!"

Taoist Mosquito suppressed the depression in his heart, concealed his feelings well, and smiled brightly at Wen Rui.

Unfortunately, the seductive glance was thrown to the blind man. Wen Rui, a veteran who had watched countless movies, would never fall for such crude temptation. He glanced at her coldly and turned to walk towards the gate of the underground palace.

"If you seize the superior magic weapon from the place where the Buddha attained enlightenment, don't forget that the water I stockpiled has not been sold out. The trade agreement between us is still valid, and it will also help you prepare for your next attack on Lingshan."

Turning his back to Taoist Mosquito, Wen Rui said this and wanted to leave leisurely.

Although the Taishan Blood Pool Underground Palace is underground, Wen Rui cannot use his Hunyuan Shrinking Earth magical power here.

The person who knows you best is often your opponent. Taoist Mosquito had long been on guard against his elusive ability to escape underground, and had buried pipes flowing with blood in the rock wall that formed the main structure of the underground palace.

He used the evil energy of blood and water to cut off the earth veins and turned his own nest into a forbidden area for earth-walking techniques.

However, she had not yet been able to come up with a countermeasure to deal with the Hunyuan invisibility magic. This time, Wen Rui used the invisibility magic to sneak into the insect nest and appeared in front of the Mosquito Taoist silently.

"Little Tianzun Wen, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

Taoist Mosquito called out to Wen Rui, who had already reached the gate of the underground palace and whose figure began to fade gradually and was about to become invisible.

Hearing the charming call from behind, Wen Rui stopped.

"You and I have known each other for a long time, and we appreciate each other. We can be said to be the only formidable rivals in the world. It is rare for my brother to come to see me in person, why not..."

"Not as good as what?"

"This is a rare opportunity. Why don't we simulate reproduction for entertainment? You and I don't care about ethics and morality at all. We can completely control every cell in our bodies. We will never make any mistakes and accidentally produce offspring. Let's take this opportunity to have a deep exchange and cooperate more harmoniously in the future."

(End of this chapter)